Officer Xiang and Mumu

Mother's mood was very unstable, so I asked the driver to stop on the side of the road and trot to my mother.She saw me wake up from a daze, hugged me and cried into tears.Just like that evening 14 years ago, when the news of her father's death came, she was so sad, but at that time, I misinterpreted her...

The seven-point shackles may not be so easy to remove.

The obsessive-compulsive disorder has long been ingrained, even if the seven o'clock bell will not ring at all.

I moved the desk clock to the storage room and replaced it with a cheap alarm clock.The kind of alarm clock bought in ordinary stores has strong hands, but it won't tell the time.

My mother was not happy, and there was nothing I could do about it.Afraid that she would quietly move the clock back, I simply broke the watch movement of the clock.It's over, Fang breathed a sigh of relief, if mother becomes worse because of this, I'm afraid she will need to see a psychiatrist.

What a crime!

"The best way is for you to be by her side." The clear and cold voice immediately grabbed my heart, and Mu Mu recovered from some unknown time, it could be said that she came and went without a trace.

"Mumu, can you stop scaring me like this?"

He grabbed the towel from my hand and said coldly, "If I don't wake up, will Officer Xiang give me a bath?"

This sounds weird, brother is not a pervert, but fortunately I have a thick skin and simply play a rogue: "What's there to be shy about? They're all men..."

"I don't like men."

My mind was a little stuck, "...do you like women?"

He shook his head, "The adoptive mother knows the virtues of the adoptive father, but she turns a blind eye and closes her eyes. The two people whose feelings no longer exist can still live together like this. They are loving and harmonious on the outside, but each has their own selfishness inside. Don't you think it's hypocritical? A woman throws her newborn child at the gate of the orphanage. What made her do such a cruel thing? But if there is a little bit of true love, she is reluctant to part with this little life. How many people like this in the world Two people who are accommodating? How many people are there who just want to have fun and don't consider the consequences?"

He is talented, as if he has seen through the heat and coldness of the world, and what he said makes people feel cold and cold.

"So, do you want to be a monk?"

"Officer Xiang, people like me are not worth what you pay."

How much do you hate yourself to say such a thing?I felt a little sad, "You have to be optimistic, no mother is willing to abandon her child, it's because of circumstances."

"You can think that Ryan and Ben are my other sides, and they don't look too bad, and there are even many more gentle and pleasant sides of me, so I think this is a person worth pursuing. Please don't Wait until you understand it, and then regret it."

"Aren't you a tyrant? You are ruthless to yourself...Mumu, let's relax a bit, the world is not that bad."

He laughed suddenly, as if what I said was a joke.

"Huh——" I let out a foul breath, and felt that standing in front of me was a young man who was tied tightly with ropes. The knot was twisted into a knot, which was not easy to untie. My words were not painful or itchy at all. It didn't work at all.

It's a pity that I don't have the means of a psychiatrist to prescribe the right medicine. In my dictionary, if you can't agree, it's better to just push yourself down and do it yourself.

Before he had time to practice it, he asked a very strange question:

"Officer Xiang, if a child grows up next to a gay, pedophile father, what is the probability that he will become gay?"

The turning point was so abrupt that I dared to answer: "It's very big..."

"If a child was molested or witnessed same-sex sex as a child, what is the probability that he will become gay?"

What is he worrying about?I am afraid that this is not the first time he has thought about these questions, so what conclusion did he draw?

I vaguely have a bad feeling that he must have made a choice.